Wang Yi knows the principle of a powerful pulse power supply, but he only knows it, and as for the rest of the materials, verification, feasibility study and manufacturing, that is the work that Nikolai and his team should do.

After coming out of school, Wang Yi sent someone to send Xu Shichang away, and the relationship with the new army was taken over by the Northeast Intelligence Bureau. Doing this kind of unsavory deed, Tu Xiaohua's subordinates are real professionals.

Sitting in the car, Wang Yi looked at the winter scenery along the way, only to feel that the world of ice and snow was a little dazzling in the sun. His thoughts diverged in the change of light and shadow, and he galloped freely.

Xu Shichang is also a person in the modern history of the Celestial Empire, and he is only thirty-three years old now, which is the time of his prime. According to Wang Yi's observation, Xu Shichang is not the kind of traditional rotten Confucian, he must be called three generations without words, and the beginning must be the stinky fault of Zi Yue Shiyun.

Wang Yi came from later generations, and he also heard of a number of historical materials and cultural relics such as Qinghua Jian, which proved either positively or sideways that the era of sages and sages admired by Confucianism was probably just a false propaganda made by Confucian sages for the historical needs of the time. In fact, the pre-Qin dynasties were not much different from most eras in human history, and there were many struggles for power and bloody vendettas, which were not the peaceful world that people imagined. When I think about it, it was, after all, an era of slavery society with frequent tribal strife, and people's survival was not effectively guaranteed at all. Disagreeing and fighting was the norm at that time.

Wang Yi's opposition to Confucianism also arose because of this, but this does not mean that he wants to completely deny Confucius as a sage.

In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, etiquette and music collapsed, the princes fought in a melee, and the people were struggling to make a living. Confucius is called a sage because he seeks peace for the people of the world, and hopes that etiquette will be restored and order restored. However, no matter what the original intention was, the idea of justice should not be realized through deception, not to mention that Confucius was born in the state of Lu, a small country with a long history focused on recording history, and there should be no shortage of historical materials for the previous dynasties in his hands. From this point of view, the Spring and Autumn penmanship is indeed inferior to the character of the historian! Whether there are beautiful lies in the world, Wang Yi does not know. But a doctrine built on the basis of lies will eventually do untold harm. The history of the Celestial Empire has always risen and fallen in this repeated cycle of fate, and the inability of Confucianism to solve this problem is a manifestation of the shortcomings of Confucian theory.

But come to think of it, there's no need to be demanding. In the era of Confucian governance, who in the rest of the world was not like this. Compared with those absurd countries that integrated church and state, the system of the Celestial Empire was still advanced at that time.

Wang Yi withdrew his gaze from the car window, and his mind was full of thoughts. Han Xiujing was sitting next to him, half of her body leaning on him, which was Kim Yuna's favorite posture on weekdays. On the other hand, Han Xiujing's more typical posture should be upright and rigorous, sassy and capable, with a straight waist.

Feeling that Wang Yi's lewd hand holding his slender waist began to be dishonest, Han Xiujing glanced at her man. She's reading a book in English, and she's reading one of the classics, The Raven.

Wang Yi before the crossing also used to be literary and artistic, and he also read a lot of English poems, mainly because the girl who was his first love when he was young liked it. Wang Yi secretly accompanied and carried it on his back, hoping that one day he would be able to make a splash in front of the girl, so as to imagine capturing the heart. However, the opportunity never appeared, and during the period when he was with the girl for a short time, Wang Yi did not tell this past. It's not embarrassing, he doesn't know, but at the time he did feel a little embarrassed and difficult to speak, but now that he thinks about it, he is a little proud, and he once loved it!

Edgar Allan Poe's "Crow" is one of the long English poems that Wang Yi once memorized, and a few of them are catchy and rhyme! Even now, when he reads the sentence nevermore at the end, he still feels desolate from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking of Edgar Allan Poe reminded Wang of the writer's origin, West Point, and then of the current United States.

Unlike the superpower of later generations, the United States has only been fighting the Civil War for more than 20 years, and it is still in a state of being a man with its tail between its legs among the world powers. Although the Constitution of the United States of America stipulates that states have the right to secede from the Union, when it comes to that point, the opposing sides can only fight each other with swords and die with each other. As for the emancipation of black slaves and the like, it is just a means to increase the combat power of Uttar Pradesh and weaken the strength of the South.

However, for Wang Yi, the American Civil War was not something he would consider, on the contrary, he valued the American policy towards the Indians.

In the eyes of non-Wang Shi and other non-Wang Shi leading the way* party figures, Americans' Thanksgiving Day is more of a satire of the Mayflower. The successful genocidal policies of the whiteskins from Europe were able to thrive in North America and were the foundation of their statehood. It's bloody, but it's very effective. Wang Yi returned to this era in 1875, the third climax of white American hunting for Indian heads. Although the time had come to 1888, the policy was still in place, and the number of Indians continued to decline.

Wang Yi also knew that this policy of deportation and massacre continued until 1924, when the U.S. Congress passed the Indian Citizenship Act, declaring that all people born in the United States were U.S. citizens. In 1934, the United States passed the Indian Reorganization Act under President Roosevelt's "New Deal", which allowed the Indians to establish their own government, no longer allocate land on reservations, and stop forcing them to abandon their traditional culture and religion.

However, it was already too late, and of course, this was only for the Indians. From the absolute ruler who originally ruled the Americas, with a population of tens of millions, to the current population of hundreds of thousands, morality is just an excuse in the hands of the strong. The European whiteskins are building their homes and cities in the Americas, and there is a thriving scene everywhere. But an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood, but what?

The weak are doomed to perdition, unless there is a chance to turn the page and start all over again. But it's not easy to say, it's rare in the world to really take this step.

Looking at the present and then at the posterity, Wang believes that the best national policy in this era is blood integration. So he spent ten years slaughtering and driving out the already scarce Russians in the vast northern territories, and only recently began to accept those who were traitorous. In the south, he sent his most proud subordinate Wu Xiao over, and the smiling butcher knife, which had been sealed for five years, was placed in front of the monkeys in Southeast Asia.

Originally, destroying the Dragon King Sect with the military power of the Northeast was as simple as a gesture, but Wu Xiao, who had already understood Wang Yi's deep meaning, resolutely established three fronts in Cambodia Province, East Siam and Laos Province despite the opposition of the National People's Congress. He didn't care about the gains or losses of the land, he only cared about the killing of the resistance forces. In just half a year, 200,000 rebels disappeared from the world. Many places have become peaceful because of the extinction of the population.